QUOTE (kells2012 @ Jun 14 2010, 11:35 AM)

I am new to this, and I just needed a place to write and see if I can get any feedback. I am myself in recovery from alcohol and drugs. God willing I will celebrate 2 yrs of sobriety in August. One day at a time. My issues is that there are not a lot of Gam-Anon around my county and the ones they have are pretty far and the one that is in my county is on Tuesday nights, which I work on those nights. My guy and I have been together for awhile now, currently he is locked up due to the wreckage of his past catching up with him. He has been gone a year now and I keep reflecting on all the things that happened while he was out. Being at the casino everyday sometimes all day long and every time, all for nothing.
He is doing a lot better now and actually getting some of his life together. I am afraid of how things will be when he gets home. I love this man dearly and have gone to Alanon before, but a gambler is so different to deal with than a drinker/addict. Anybody have any thoughts? Not sure if any of this made sense, but it makes sense in my head. Lol Thanks for listening.
I'm also a recovering alcoholic addict and so is my husband... he recently told me of his gambling addiction, and while he told me he let me know that we're so far behind in bills that our power and water will be shut off in a few days and our mortgage is behind a month and a half. Not a lot of wreckage compared to some, but enough that I have to work my butt off with overtime (thankfully my boss approved OT this month) and neglect our four children while trying to keep our family and relationship together. I'm angry, hurt.. he's my best friend and my husband and he's been lying to my face... he took from me, my children, our lives, our futures... we live paycheck to paycheck anyway, and he is a step away from ruining us.
I can't leave him... there's nowhere to go... my credit score won't let anyone rent me an apartment and my family is poor or dead... so is his.
I have nowhere to turn and I'm barely holding onto my own sanity. If it wasn't for the kids I'd choose the streets than this. God help me, I feel for you. I don't know what to do, either.